Everyone's all smiles on the surface but secretly cunning, but the junior sister only wants to

Jiang Shiliu broke the deadlock without hesitation. She took three steps in two and walked up to Song Shiyue, pressing her cheek against his and asking loudly, "Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why are you staying in bed? You know, you're usually the first one to arrive among us! Tell us honestly, what did you do last night?"

Seeing this, Qingyan, who was standing to the side, immediately came over and chimed in with a grin, "That's right! Junior Brother Shiyue, could it be that you had a date with a beauty last night, which is why you couldn't get out of bed today? Hehehe..."

The two of them were making such a fuss that Song Shiyue felt a splitting headache. He looked helplessly at the two troublemakers and said irritably, "Hey, you two, stop stirring things up! I did have a little trouble last night, but it was just that I slept in a little longer. What's the big deal?"

However, at this moment, Mo Yuchen, who had been silent all along, suddenly pointed at Song Shiyue's neck as if he had discovered a new continent and exclaimed in surprise, "No, no! Junior Brother Shiyue, look at your neck, how come there is a red mark here?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiliu immediately looked in the direction Mo Yuchen was pointing. What she saw shocked her – hey! Sure enough, there was a red mark resembling a hickey on Song Shiyue's fair neck, which was quite conspicuous.

Upon seeing the situation, Song Shiyue's face instantly turned bright red. He hurriedly covered his neck, his eyes darting around, and stammered, "Brother Mo... you must be seeing things. Stop dawdling, let's hurry up, or we'll be late!" As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Mo Yuchen and Qingyan, praying that they wouldn't notice anything amiss.

However, Mo Yuchen and Qingyan looked completely bewildered, having no idea what had happened. But Jiang Shiliu, standing to the side, knew perfectly well! Based on her years of experience reading online novels, she immediately recognized it as a hickey! She couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, "Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought! Our usually serious and proper Third Senior Brother actually has someone he likes!"

However, Jiang Shiliu suddenly frowned, thinking to herself, "Wait a minute, something seems off! According to the original plot, Su Luoluo should have only seduced her third senior brother, Song Shiyue, after she and the villain Jiang Chuhuai had already consummated their relationship. How come her third senior brother already has someone he loves? Could it be that the entire story has been completely rewritten?" Thinking this, Jiang Shiliu felt her mind was in turmoil, various guesses flooding her mind, leaving her unable to make sense of it all.

Jiang Shiliu seemed to be immersed in a deep sea of ​​memories, her thoughts surging like a tide, engulfing her entirely. Her gaze wandered aimlessly, completely unaware that Song Shiyue's questioning eyes were fixed on her.

Song Shiyue frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "In my opinion, Junior Sister should know nothing about this matter. Tsk, that An guy! Fighting is one thing, but he even choked me! Now look what's happened, I've lost face in front of Senior Brother, Senior Sister, and Junior Sister, I'm so angry!" Thinking of this, Song Shiyue was furious and couldn't help but curse Xiao An in his heart, even cursing his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Unfortunately, Xiao An is not an ordinary human, but a highly intelligent life form—what people often call a system. Therefore, no matter how much anger Song Shiyue vents in his heart, he cannot truly touch Xiao An's ancestors. After all, in a sense, Xiao An is his own "ancestor"!

Just then, Xiao An, who was far away on the other side, suddenly started sneezing frequently for no apparent reason, and even his ears became extremely hot.

Seeing this, someone nearby couldn't help but tease, "Little Anzi, you've caught a cold, haven't you? It can't be that bad! I only asked you to teach that Qilin a lesson last night, how did you catch a cold? Get away from me quickly, or you might pass this cold on to me!"

Xiao An's once bright eyes were now filled with resentment as she stared intently at Jiang Moqi not far away. Her gaze seemed to materialize, as if she wanted to bury Jiang Moqi completely within it.

Jiang Moqi naturally sensed the surging resentment from Xiao An, but knowing he was in the wrong, he simply touched his chin and then kept his lips tightly shut. After all, this matter was indeed his fault—in the dead of night, he had ruthlessly woken Xiao An from her sweet dreams and forcibly summoned her to his side, just to have Xiao An handle those tedious and trivial matters for him. He himself, like a cunning fox, had slipped away quickly, feeling perfectly justified in returning to a deep sleep…

However, Xiao An didn't dwell on this melancholy mood for too long. After a while, he gradually calmed down, but his ears were still burning hot, making him feel a little uncomfortable, and he would rub them from time to time.

In fact, Xiao An had another important task to complete today. He was attending this grand sect competition in his esteemed capacity as an elder of the Qiankun Pavilion. Normally, he wouldn't need to personally participate in such events, as other elders would handle the judging. However, things were different now. The elder previously in charge of these matters had been transferred by Jiang Moqi to the Demon Realm to guard the gates and was unlikely to return anytime soon. Therefore, this year's sect competition had to be judged by Xiao An, a powerful elder who had already reached the peak of the Mahayana stage.

Furthermore, Gu Ming will be serving as a judge there. It's important to understand that this sect competition isn't just about swordsmanship; it encompasses many fields, including alchemy, talisman making, formations, and sonic attacks—a diverse array of events will be contested. As a top-tier alchemy master, Gu Ming is perfectly suited for this important role.

All the participants are elite disciples from various sects, each a carefully cultivated prodigy nurtured by their respective sects. Frankly, this competition is also an excellent opportunity for everyone to get to know each other, leaving a lasting impression of these young talents. In the future, if they encounter difficulties, they might be able to seek help simply by recognizing their familiar faces!